Seems you have described my day-to-day mental state. I have high sensitivity syndrome. I find the page on facebook helpful: "zart besaited" : https://www.facebook.com/zart.besaitet.fb
Once they published a test and had some more articles expalining the matter. Maybe you can try to browse the page yourself.

I know what you mean. My mental state is affected by the quality of the sky. When it is wide and clean, a big sky, I feel spacious.

In Korea the Gobi sands blow in each spring bringing with them pollution from China. Some days the sky was literally yellow. Thankfully I'm no longer living there.

I sort of know the feeling about the sky's "purity" or "contamination" - I live in the Pacific Northwest and forest-fire smoke and pollution change the "atmosphere of the atmosphere" and cast a strange shadow on my soul... same thing with eclipses, but they are very transient phenomena.

I know what you mean. My mental state is affected by the quality of the sky. When it is wide and clean, a big sky, I feel spacious.

In Korea the Gobi sands blow in each spring bringing with them pollution from China. Some days the sky was literally yellow. Thankfully I'm no longer living there.

I sort of know the feeling about the sky's "purity" or "contamination" - I live in the Pacific Northwest and forest-fire smoke and pollution change the "atmosphere of the atmosphere" and cast a strange shadow on my soul... same thing with eclipses, but they are very transient phenomena.

I was in Eugene recently after the fires, it was surreal, as thick as fog in places.

There's no hoarding what has vanished,
No piling up for the future;
Those who have been born are standing
Like a seed upon a needle.

Do you /have you ever had such similar experience? Any explanation? Any assistance?

LIke some others who have commented in this discussion, I have also had a similar experience when coping with forest fires in the area where I live. This is not uncommon in the western part of the United States.

The blood-red sun and dark sky do not trouble me as much as the pain in the eyes and lungs from coping with the smoke and dust for many days. We were in Idaho for a few days last fall and my daughter (16 months old at the time) struggled with breathing and sleeping. Seeing her struggle was worse than anything I had to deal with.